"How many dogs compete?"
"Only eight this period. I didn't want to have much thing you know, usually Is around 15, sometimes, 20 and sometimes more, depending if their dogs pass the registration"
"Wait, there is a registration process? " Cassey asked
"Of course. I only let you boys in because one, it is your first time, two, you have no dog, and three, it was good to have some lads around"
"Oh. That explains much. But isn't the dog you gave us too old for this?" Allen asked
"Maybe. Maybe not, honestly, I don't know if Macy can handle all these now, but Macy is damn good, she won many race before. She was such a great dog… and she's pregnant, if she pumps out 10 puppies, I fear that would be her end. Poor hybrid"
"10 pups?! That's too much she will definitely die… wait you still want her to race? upon she's pregnant? Cassey scorned.
"Do you want her or not? You can just quit. Is not too late."
The boys looked at each other. Cassey didn't say a word, but sat down on the field.
"I thought as much" the Small Man concluded, heading back inside.
"Get ready boys, the party is about to begun. Anytime soon" he smiled and went inside.
Allen went to sit beside Cassey.
"Well. We have come all the way here, we need to win, we need to defy every odds."
"Sure. Sure. Whatever it takes" Cassey replied.
Skryl joined them. They stayed like that for something, admiring the Greenlands until dog's barks started occupying their ear drums, far and near.
And in sets, and groups, the boys appeared. Soon the field was filled up with numerous dogs.
And their owners, some having about five dogs, some two, some even six, and some with bitches and their puppies, probably to train them.
"Wow. This is so much than I expected" said Cassey.
"But he said eight dogs" Allen added.
"Yes. Only eight dogs will contest" Cassey replied.
"Oh yeahhhh oh boyyyy these dogs are huge!"
"Um let me get Macy ready"
Cassey left them to get Macy out, and he met The Small Man inside the yard.
"Hey, didn't expect this much turn up wow"
"They troop in all the time. Those lads are from the neighboring towns, Krinxville lads are too afraid unfortunately, they miss a lot, a lot fun, a lot adventure down here, not only just around my place, there's so much more."
"How did you even get all these lands?"
"Let's say no one was interested , no one cares about it , plus the rumours about the Small Man downhill, now the people made me a very wealthy man with lands. Who dares? Haha" the Small Man said jokingly
"You turned it around to your favour. Hmm impressive. Oh I'm just about getting Macy out." Cassey said excusing himself.
****
They were all settled, ready, lined up , and the competing dogs were at the start line. It was a very high pitch moment, everyone was looking forward to it, curiously waiting for the race to begin!
The Small Man climbed up a podium beside the track with a whistle. The dogs were still in chains, holding the chains were their owners who would release them at the sound of a whistle.
"Welcome everyone. As we all know, today is the lord's day so we won't be wasting any time. These dogs have been trained for this , in fact, the dogs competing today had raced before.
And they know what they should do once they are released from the chains. But they need a very good reason too, to race, to fight.
What would it be? Two big laps of beef! And that is why they have been starved for days prior to this event.
And just like before, when they reach the first half of, on reaching the meat, there's a string that will set off with their vibrations, just when they are close enough, and that string carry's off the meat, to the next level, and they struggle again to get food!
Once they are done, three times, eventually, the remaining dogs will go on to the final stage, the ring, where one of the two big laps of beef will be at last, and they will have to fight each other get it.
And at last there will be one last dog standing, to eat the meat. And the owner wins a bundle of gold! Just enough to make you very rich if used wisely.
Yes! The Small Man is very wealthy and generous man! Hehe, now let the fun begin!"
He blowed the whistle, and the dogs were released, with such instinct and desire for fresh meat, they all ran through the tracks with the sole desire to get hold of the meat.
Fortunately, the eight dogs all made it through the first round, the lads were all cheering, and betting amongst themselves, while the dogs owners hyped their dogs so they could do more.
Before they could know it, two dogs were eliminated. One got caught in the traps while one couldn't get out of the mud.
The owners however stayed, because at the end, they will all be given a prize. But the winner get's the most.
Cassey silently prayed for Macy. She was really great and struggled well enough. Fortunately, his prayers were answered and Macy made it to the final round , all worn out and weak, weaker than her rival. Although the dogs remaining made it all out from the race, they were very weak to continue.
It was time for the main fight, everyone came closer to the ring, which was in the middle of the tracks.
The dogs were making advances at each other, and in no time, they started fighting, hitting and biting each other brutally. Cassey found out that Macy wasn't up to the rival dog, for he was younger, smarter, faster and stronger.
They fought for sometime and Macy was badly injured, obviously couldn't go on again. Allen and Skryl looked at him expressing sadness. He looked at the Small Man and it was clearly written all over his face, Macy wouldn't make it.
She got so weak but stood, for the last time obviously, her rival was prepping for a very dealing blow, the atmosphere was cold, and before they could know it, he pounced on Macy, hitting her very hard on her head and stomach.
She fell down and cried it loud in pains. While she was down, her rival was about to finish her off with just a little bite …
Cassey remembered the words that she was pregnant and very old ring in his ears. And before he could even know it himself, he rushed in as Macy's rival was about to give his last blow
"No Cassey!" Allen yelled,
In the bid of defending Macy and dragging her out, he flipped his hand right where Macy's rival's deadly tooths were situated. He got the bitter bite! And fainted!
Allen, Skryl and the Small Man rushed in! While the lads were awestricken. They carried him out of the field inside one of the structures.